Finalist for the Kirkus Prize A raw and deeply moving memoir from the legendary author of The God of Small Things and The Ministry of Utmost Happiness that traces the complex relationship with her mother, Mary Roy, a fierce and formidable force who shaped Arundhati’s life both as a woman and a writer.Mother Mary Comes to Me, Arundhati Roy’s first work of memoir, is a soaring account, both intimate and inspirational, of how the author became the person and the writer she is, shaped by circumstance, but above all by her complex relationship to the extraordinary, singular mother she describes as “my shelter and my storm.” “Heart-smashed” by her mother Mary’s death in September 2022 yet puzzled and “more than a little ashamed” by the intensity of her response, Roy began to write, to make sense of her feelings about the mother she ran from at age eighteen, “not because I didn’t love her, but in order to be able to continue to love her.” And so begins this astonishing, sometimes disturbing, and surprisingly funny memoir of the author’s journey from her childhood in Kerala, India, where her single mother founded a school, to the writing of her prizewinning novels and essays, through today. With the scale, sweep, and depth of her novels, The God of Small Things and The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, and the passion, political clarity, and warmth of her essays, Mother Mary Comes to Me is an ode to freedom, a tribute to thorny love and savage grace—a memoir like no other.
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Mother Mary Comes to Me
von Arundhati Roy
Finalist for the Kirkus Prize A raw and deeply moving memoir from the legendary author of The God of Small Things and The Ministry of Utmost Happiness that traces the complex relationship with her mother, Mary Roy, a fierce and formidable force who shaped Arundhati’s life both as a woman and a writer.Mother Mary Comes to Me, Arundhati Roy’s first work of memoir, is a soaring account, both intimate and inspirational, of how the author became the person and the writer she is, shaped by circumstance, but above all by her complex relationship to the extraordinary, singular mother she describes as “my shelter and my storm.” “Heart-smashed” by her mother Mary’s death in September 2022 yet puzzled and “more than a little ashamed” by the intensity of her response, Roy began to write, to make sense of her feelings about the mother she ran from at age eighteen, “not because I didn’t love her, but in order to be able to continue to love her.” And so begins this astonishing, sometimes disturbing, and surprisingly funny memoir of the author’s journey from her childhood in Kerala, India, where her single mother founded a school, to the writing of her prizewinning novels and essays, through today. With the scale, sweep, and depth of her novels, The God of Small Things and The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, and the passion, political clarity, and warmth of her essays, Mother Mary Comes to Me is an ode to freedom, a tribute to thorny love and savage grace—a memoir like no other.
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Rezension von Liese☕️„Mother Mary Comes To Me“ is many things at once. It’s an account of a complex, often gut-wrenching mother- daughter relationship, the becoming of a brilliant writer and fierce woman, the telling of firsthand experiences with the chaotic political happenings in India over the years. There is a incredibly difficult emotional balance that Arundhati Roy accomplished: I couldn’t help but viscerally feel the mix of deep admiration, intimidation, painful love, wild rage and terror that she feels towards her mother, probably even after her mothers death. I applaud the rawness of her memoir and am looking forward to reading her fiction as well.
Rezension von Mima3000Roys Memoiren zu lesen, fühlt sich an, als würde man noch einmal in die Welt von Estha und Rahel eintauchen. Nie wieder hat mich ein Roman so berührt, wie der Gott der kleinen Dinge. Jetzt zu lesen, wie viel eigenes Erleben darin steckt, lässt meine Skepsis gegenüber Autofiktion ein bisschen schwinden. Roy schreibt eine Liebeserklärung an ihre Mutter Mary, die ambivalenter nicht sein könnte. Eine furchtbare Mutter, aber eine bewundernswerte Frau. Sie schreibt darüber, ein Zuhause zu verlassen, um irgendwann wieder zurückkehren zu können und wie die eigene Herkunft sie nie ganz loslässt. Und sie schreibt über Indien, die Faschisierung ihrer Umgebung und die Widerstände dagegen, ihre Zeit bei den Naxaliten und ihre Genoss*innen in Delhi. Mein liebstes Buch dieses Jahr.
Rezension von IzzylizzyI have no words